24-12-2018, 12:31 PM
"Mike?" Jen asked, looking at me wearing her cum face.
I thought of Jen getting inked. Her perfect body getting permanently marked with a jet black tattoo. A tattoo Scott picked for her, not me. She'd think of him whenever she looked at it. Branded by him.
I didn't' know what to say. "Jen --."
"Jen?" she asked me.
" ... Jenny," I corrected.
She gave me a wry smile as if saying "good boy." Then she looked back at the black man. "I'm not sure if this is the one I want," she said to him. "Can you do a henna, so I can try it out?"
The black man grinned. "Sure," he said. He had a lot of customers who chickened out at the last second.
Scott looked disappointed. I mostly felt relief.
I watched as the black man applied the henna tattoo. It took only a few minutes. Afterwards, he whispered something into Jen's ear. She smiled and nodded her head.
"What did he say?" I asked Jen after we left the parlor. She was holding my arm and Scott's as we walked down the street.
"He gave me the henna for free," Jen said.
"He'll probably ink you for free too if you blow him," Scott said laughing.
Jen smiled at me an interested look on her face. I didn't say anything.
We taxied back to the Venetian. Again Jen sat between us. She laughed and flirted with Scott the entire trip back. Again I felt like a third wheel.
When we arrived Jen said, "Give me a sec alone with Scott, okay?" Feeling like an impotent third wheel, I left the taxi and waited in the lobby.
She followed me a few minutes later. To my surprise, she was alone.
"Where's Scott?" I asked confused. When she shrugged, I said "I thought he wanted to hook up?"
"He wanted to, but I already had a date tonight," Jen said, taking my arm and leading me to the V Bar.
"What's going on Jen? I mean, Jenny?"
She smiled at me. "You're getting it."
At the V Bar, Jim (Keri's husband) greeted us. I looked around. "Where's Keri?" I asked.
"She's with friends," Jim said. Then his smile turned into a concerned look. "Are you okay with this Mike?"
I realized then that Jim was Jen's date. Just Jim, not Keri too. "Yeah, sure," I stammered.
Jen gave me a sideways smile. Then she took my arm and Jim's and we went up to our room.
My head spun. A moment ago we were with Scott in the tattoo parlor. Now we were in our room with Jim. I was smart enough to know Jen was playing with me, keeping me off balance. Well, she was doing a really good job! I was relieved to be with Jim instead of Scott. It might not be as exciting with Jim, but it wasn't as threatening either.
I poured ice water for Jen, and a scotch for me and Jim. He didn't question that Jen wasn't drinking. I suspected Jen had told Keri she was pregnant, who'd told her husband. I was fine with that, Keri and Jim were our friends.
We sat around and chit chatted. I waited for Jim to make a move, but he didn't. I realized he was nervous. Despite his success in business, he was shy around girls, especially really pretty girls like Jen. If Keri had been there, she'd start the ball rolling. But Jim didn't feel comfortable being the initiator. It struck me how much alike we were, both of us geeks who happened to marry really pretty girls.
I thought I'd have to start things, like with Alec. But Jen took control. She put down her wine glass and then Jim's tumbler. She stood in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Grinning into his eyes, she hiked up her skirt and then straddled his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey Jim," she whispered, their lips almost touching.
"Hi Jen," he said back. And then they were kissing.
Jen undressed him. Like me, he didn't have a beach body. His cock was a little bigger than mine, but just by a little.
He eagerly undressed her leaving her in just garter belt, stockings and high heels. "God your body is amazing!" he gushed feeling her everywhere. He'd wanted Jen again after that first threesome with Keri. Jen's young petite tight body was so different from his wife's.
I was surprised Jen was so into him. She liked young men with hard bodies and big cocks. Jim wasn't any of that. But she was excited, she definitely had her cum face on.
Jen looked at me. "Sit there Mike," she said motioning at a sofa at the foot of the bed. "Take off your clothes." I took off my clothes and then sat down, leaving my boxers on as I'd done with Alec, not wanting Jim to see my hairless cock and balls.
Jim got between Jen's legs. "Do I have to wear a condom?" he asked.
Jen didn't hesitate, shaking her head no.
He leaned down. He lowered his voice but I could hear him. "Are you really pregnant? By another man? God that's so hot!"
Jim moved to enter Jen but she stopped him. "I want it another way, okay?" she said. She turned around onto her knees and elbows. She looked over her shoulder and smiled seductively. "Fuck my ass Jim."
His eyes grew wide, looking like he'd just won the lottery. My eyes grew just as wide! Jen hated anal!
Jen must have planned this because there was a bottle of KY on the side table. Jim reached for it and he lubed Jen's ass and his cock.
"Oh god!" Jim gasped as he entered her. Jen grimaced at the penetration, even though he wasn't long or thick. Jim got balls deep after a few moments and then began ass fucking her. "This feels incredible!" he gushed his eyes on her tight ass and tramp stamp.
"God yeah," Jen moaned. With one hand she was rubbing her clit as the older man fucked her ass from behind.
They were both getting into it, both of them panting. Then Jen said "wait, wait." Jim stopped.
Jen moved forward, his cock falling out of her. "Lay down," she said and Jim got on his back. Then Jen straddled his hips reverse cowgirl, facing his feet. She reached back and guided his cock back into her ass, then began moving up and down on him.
Jen looked into my eyes as she rode Jim's cock. "He's fucking my ass Mike," she said. "It feels good," she breathed. Then she taunted me, saying "When was the last time I let you in my ass Mike?"
I didn't say anything but we both knew. We'd never done anal! I'd tried a few times but she said she didn't like it.
She gave me a taunting smile. She was my wife. We'd been together for years. Yet here she was letting Jim do something she'd never done with me. I reached into my boxers and rubbed myself.
She smiled seeing me playing with myself. "Take them off and come here," she told me. When I hesitated she said in a stern voice "take them off Mike."
I hesitantly took off my boxers, feeling embarrassed about my shaven cock, and how the lack of pubic hair made my cock look even smaller. Jim looked at my shaved cock and balls but didn't say anything.
I got on the bed, on my knees facing Jen to the side of Jim's legs. Her cheeks were flushed and she was panting, moving up and down on Jim's cock. His hands cupped her tits, fondling her and squeezing her nipples.
"Come here," she said pulling me to her and we kissed.
Jim moved his hands away and my hands immediately replaced his on her tits, and then I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth. Jen moaned and rolled her head back.
"Wait, wait," Jen said gasping, pushing me away. She leaned back so she lay on Jim's chest. From my angle I could clearly see Jim's cock up her ass. She began moving again on Jim's cock, and he moved too, matching the movements of her hips.
She looked at me with glazed eyes. "Lick me Mike," she said.
From the time with Alec I'd known she was going to ask me to do that. Without hesitation I lowered my head and went down on her. Almost immediately she put her hands on my head, moaning and clutching my hair. My chin was close to Jim's cock moving in and out of her ass, but from my angle I never got close to touching it.
Jen was soon buckling, moaning and pulling hair. Then she exploded into an orgasm, her body convulsing so violently I had a hard time keeping my lips on her pussy.
I held her hand while she recovered from her orgasm, her eyes closed and Jim's cock still in her ass. Finally she opened her eyes. "Baby, can you get me a wet towel?" she asked.
I got her one from the bathroom. She got off Jim and cleaned his cock. Then she got back on top, this time facing him, and this time putting him inside her pussy. His hands immediately went to her small breasts. She rocked up and down on him, squeezing her pussy around his cock, and soon he came. She kissed and cuddled him for a few minutes, and then he left.
Jen reached for me and I got into bed. "Jenny ..." I began, but she stopped me.
"I think I'm Jen again," she said.
"Okay," I said. "Good."
"Not too crazy this time, right?" she said.
"I thought you were going to hook up with Scott."
"I already had a date with Jim," Jen explained. "I set it up earlier with Keri." She saw the frown on my face. "Are you okay?"
"You're my cucky, I don't need to ask you," she said, smiling to take the sting out of her words. "You have the safe word. You can use it if it gets too intense. Okay?"
"So ... this is the game we're playing now?" I asked hesitantly.
She nodded. "I like it," she said with an impish smile. "I think you like it too."
"I'm not sure," I said, laughing uncomfortably.
She studied me for a few moments. "Let me ask you something, and you have to tell the truth," she said a knowing smile on her pretty face. "Are you disappointed it was Jim and not Scott?"
She'd been stroking me as we spoke. She knew my answer as my cock jerked in her hand.
She smiled knowingly. "I thought so."
"Jen," I began wanting to discuss the limits of this new game.
I thought of Jen getting inked. Her perfect body getting permanently marked with a jet black tattoo. A tattoo Scott picked for her, not me. She'd think of him whenever she looked at it. Branded by him.
I didn't' know what to say. "Jen --."
"Jen?" she asked me.
" ... Jenny," I corrected.
She gave me a wry smile as if saying "good boy." Then she looked back at the black man. "I'm not sure if this is the one I want," she said to him. "Can you do a henna, so I can try it out?"
The black man grinned. "Sure," he said. He had a lot of customers who chickened out at the last second.
Scott looked disappointed. I mostly felt relief.
I watched as the black man applied the henna tattoo. It took only a few minutes. Afterwards, he whispered something into Jen's ear. She smiled and nodded her head.
"What did he say?" I asked Jen after we left the parlor. She was holding my arm and Scott's as we walked down the street.
"He gave me the henna for free," Jen said.
"He'll probably ink you for free too if you blow him," Scott said laughing.
Jen smiled at me an interested look on her face. I didn't say anything.
We taxied back to the Venetian. Again Jen sat between us. She laughed and flirted with Scott the entire trip back. Again I felt like a third wheel.
When we arrived Jen said, "Give me a sec alone with Scott, okay?" Feeling like an impotent third wheel, I left the taxi and waited in the lobby.
She followed me a few minutes later. To my surprise, she was alone.
"Where's Scott?" I asked confused. When she shrugged, I said "I thought he wanted to hook up?"
"He wanted to, but I already had a date tonight," Jen said, taking my arm and leading me to the V Bar.
"What's going on Jen? I mean, Jenny?"
She smiled at me. "You're getting it."
At the V Bar, Jim (Keri's husband) greeted us. I looked around. "Where's Keri?" I asked.
"She's with friends," Jim said. Then his smile turned into a concerned look. "Are you okay with this Mike?"
I realized then that Jim was Jen's date. Just Jim, not Keri too. "Yeah, sure," I stammered.
Jen gave me a sideways smile. Then she took my arm and Jim's and we went up to our room.
My head spun. A moment ago we were with Scott in the tattoo parlor. Now we were in our room with Jim. I was smart enough to know Jen was playing with me, keeping me off balance. Well, she was doing a really good job! I was relieved to be with Jim instead of Scott. It might not be as exciting with Jim, but it wasn't as threatening either.
I poured ice water for Jen, and a scotch for me and Jim. He didn't question that Jen wasn't drinking. I suspected Jen had told Keri she was pregnant, who'd told her husband. I was fine with that, Keri and Jim were our friends.
We sat around and chit chatted. I waited for Jim to make a move, but he didn't. I realized he was nervous. Despite his success in business, he was shy around girls, especially really pretty girls like Jen. If Keri had been there, she'd start the ball rolling. But Jim didn't feel comfortable being the initiator. It struck me how much alike we were, both of us geeks who happened to marry really pretty girls.
I thought I'd have to start things, like with Alec. But Jen took control. She put down her wine glass and then Jim's tumbler. She stood in front of him as he sat on the edge of the bed. Grinning into his eyes, she hiked up her skirt and then straddled his lap. She wrapped her arms around his neck. "Hey Jim," she whispered, their lips almost touching.
"Hi Jen," he said back. And then they were kissing.
Jen undressed him. Like me, he didn't have a beach body. His cock was a little bigger than mine, but just by a little.
He eagerly undressed her leaving her in just garter belt, stockings and high heels. "God your body is amazing!" he gushed feeling her everywhere. He'd wanted Jen again after that first threesome with Keri. Jen's young petite tight body was so different from his wife's.
I was surprised Jen was so into him. She liked young men with hard bodies and big cocks. Jim wasn't any of that. But she was excited, she definitely had her cum face on.
Jen looked at me. "Sit there Mike," she said motioning at a sofa at the foot of the bed. "Take off your clothes." I took off my clothes and then sat down, leaving my boxers on as I'd done with Alec, not wanting Jim to see my hairless cock and balls.
Jim got between Jen's legs. "Do I have to wear a condom?" he asked.
Jen didn't hesitate, shaking her head no.
He leaned down. He lowered his voice but I could hear him. "Are you really pregnant? By another man? God that's so hot!"
Jim moved to enter Jen but she stopped him. "I want it another way, okay?" she said. She turned around onto her knees and elbows. She looked over her shoulder and smiled seductively. "Fuck my ass Jim."
His eyes grew wide, looking like he'd just won the lottery. My eyes grew just as wide! Jen hated anal!
Jen must have planned this because there was a bottle of KY on the side table. Jim reached for it and he lubed Jen's ass and his cock.
"Oh god!" Jim gasped as he entered her. Jen grimaced at the penetration, even though he wasn't long or thick. Jim got balls deep after a few moments and then began ass fucking her. "This feels incredible!" he gushed his eyes on her tight ass and tramp stamp.
"God yeah," Jen moaned. With one hand she was rubbing her clit as the older man fucked her ass from behind.
They were both getting into it, both of them panting. Then Jen said "wait, wait." Jim stopped.
Jen moved forward, his cock falling out of her. "Lay down," she said and Jim got on his back. Then Jen straddled his hips reverse cowgirl, facing his feet. She reached back and guided his cock back into her ass, then began moving up and down on him.
Jen looked into my eyes as she rode Jim's cock. "He's fucking my ass Mike," she said. "It feels good," she breathed. Then she taunted me, saying "When was the last time I let you in my ass Mike?"
I didn't say anything but we both knew. We'd never done anal! I'd tried a few times but she said she didn't like it.
She gave me a taunting smile. She was my wife. We'd been together for years. Yet here she was letting Jim do something she'd never done with me. I reached into my boxers and rubbed myself.
She smiled seeing me playing with myself. "Take them off and come here," she told me. When I hesitated she said in a stern voice "take them off Mike."
I hesitantly took off my boxers, feeling embarrassed about my shaven cock, and how the lack of pubic hair made my cock look even smaller. Jim looked at my shaved cock and balls but didn't say anything.
I got on the bed, on my knees facing Jen to the side of Jim's legs. Her cheeks were flushed and she was panting, moving up and down on Jim's cock. His hands cupped her tits, fondling her and squeezing her nipples.
"Come here," she said pulling me to her and we kissed.
Jim moved his hands away and my hands immediately replaced his on her tits, and then I lowered my head and took her nipple into my mouth. Jen moaned and rolled her head back.
"Wait, wait," Jen said gasping, pushing me away. She leaned back so she lay on Jim's chest. From my angle I could clearly see Jim's cock up her ass. She began moving again on Jim's cock, and he moved too, matching the movements of her hips.
She looked at me with glazed eyes. "Lick me Mike," she said.
From the time with Alec I'd known she was going to ask me to do that. Without hesitation I lowered my head and went down on her. Almost immediately she put her hands on my head, moaning and clutching my hair. My chin was close to Jim's cock moving in and out of her ass, but from my angle I never got close to touching it.
Jen was soon buckling, moaning and pulling hair. Then she exploded into an orgasm, her body convulsing so violently I had a hard time keeping my lips on her pussy.
I held her hand while she recovered from her orgasm, her eyes closed and Jim's cock still in her ass. Finally she opened her eyes. "Baby, can you get me a wet towel?" she asked.
I got her one from the bathroom. She got off Jim and cleaned his cock. Then she got back on top, this time facing him, and this time putting him inside her pussy. His hands immediately went to her small breasts. She rocked up and down on him, squeezing her pussy around his cock, and soon he came. She kissed and cuddled him for a few minutes, and then he left.
Jen reached for me and I got into bed. "Jenny ..." I began, but she stopped me.
"I think I'm Jen again," she said.
"Okay," I said. "Good."
"Not too crazy this time, right?" she said.
"I thought you were going to hook up with Scott."
"I already had a date with Jim," Jen explained. "I set it up earlier with Keri." She saw the frown on my face. "Are you okay?"
"You're my cucky, I don't need to ask you," she said, smiling to take the sting out of her words. "You have the safe word. You can use it if it gets too intense. Okay?"
"So ... this is the game we're playing now?" I asked hesitantly.
She nodded. "I like it," she said with an impish smile. "I think you like it too."
"I'm not sure," I said, laughing uncomfortably.
She studied me for a few moments. "Let me ask you something, and you have to tell the truth," she said a knowing smile on her pretty face. "Are you disappointed it was Jim and not Scott?"
She'd been stroking me as we spoke. She knew my answer as my cock jerked in her hand.
She smiled knowingly. "I thought so."
"Jen," I began wanting to discuss the limits of this new game.
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